Ramin Djawadi‎: The Rains of Castamere
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And who are you?
The proud lord said
That I must bow so low
Only a cat of a different coat
That's all the truth I know

In a coat of gold or a coat of red
A lion still has claws
And mine are long and sharp, my lord
As long and sharp as yours

/: And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
But now the rains weep o'er his hall
With no one there to hear
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall
And not a soul to hear :/(. 
   And who are you, the brother said
   To keep my throne from me?
   The boy has no claim,
   just a stag in name
   A lion's all I see
   You have your gods and
   your false boy king
   What have they done for you?
   My Lord of Light has the
   truth, and the might
   His fire will lead me true
   
   And so he spoke, and so he spoke
   That stag of Dragonstone
   And now the flames tear down his pride
   And the boy withholds the throne
   Yes, now the flames tear down his pride
   And the boy withholds the throne
   
   And who are you, the Young Wolf said
   To rule with so much fear?
   You follow the law of a summer child
   But winter is drawing near
   When you kill a wolf
   you enrage his pack,
   You'll fear our howls of war
   And when the North brings its icy chill
   We'll hear no lions roar
   
   And so he spoke, and so he spoke
   That King of Winterfell
   And now the wolves clean out his home
   With not a soul to tell
   Yes, now the wolves clean out his home
   With not a soul to tell
   
   And so they spoke, and so they spoke
   Those foes of Casterly
   And now their blood will paint her walls
   For all the lions to see
   Yes, now their blood
   will paint her walls
   For all the lions to see